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union jack & doc the healer - beat it lyrics
wipe all you f_ck boys off the map
brrrrrrrrr
ms. fallon
lil pharry
[chorus]
not a kid but i’ll let you beat it like michael
lean in my stummy got me sleepy like nyquil
comin’ down now but i still feel high still
ain’t dropped a track since i came outta high school
back in the stu’, back with the crew
fat ass too b_tch you already knew
big stacks too, think fast, spit facts
if feds out the front then we dip out the back
[verse 1]
if you want to know the truth
i ain’t got no time for the waste man youths
and the team love when i bring a pound to the booth
i get jabbed in the back thinking back to the jews
when its back to the juice, its back to the fruit
he love when i put some back into it too
he said lil pharry won’t you come to my crib
and let me beat that sh_t til it’s black and blue
[chorus]
not a kid but i’ll let you beat it like michael
lean in my stummy got me sleepy like nyquil
comin’ down now but i still feel high still
ain’t dropped a track since i came outta high school
back in the stu’, back with the crew
fat ass too b_tch you already knew
big stacks too, think fast, spit facts
if feds out the front then we dip out the back
[verse 2]
i’m with lil pharry
pack so gas it’s dubbed lil farty
when we pull up to the party
we be off the molly, b_tches on the wood like holly
give me a show like coli’
pants on gucci, hands on coochie
don’t give me top if it’s gonna be toothie
i want hips and lips thats juicy
you get hit with clips if you speak
cross you out like union’s flag
imma take my revenge like union’s swag
hit a b_tch doggy make my tail wag
i got too much guap, you gotta frail bag
i got too much drip, i might sail that
we will run a train, b_tch we rail that
must be the mail man, how i nailed that
b_tch i chop pounds so my scale fat
[chorus]
not a kid but i’ll let you beat it like michael
lean in my stummy got me sleepy like nyquil
comin’ down now but i still feel high still
ain’t dropped a track since i came outta high school
back in the stu’, back with the crew
fat ass too b_tch you already knew
big stacks too, think fast, spit facts
if feds out the front then we dip out the back
[verse 3]
she let me beat it, i ain’t talking bout the king’s song
hit that sh_t back and forth, like i’m playing ping pong
says he wants smoke sh_t, i don’t know what he’s on
jay in one hand imma hit ‘em with my free arm
free arm, free p_ssy, free the guys too
double up my money every check i get is times 2
talking sh_t at the park till i slide through
p_ssy so bald like joe rogan, kane or caillou
this sh_t free, i’m living life on easy man
you know it’s game time when you see adidas pants
off the drugs cool, you spinning like a ceiling fan
try to sell me shake i’m poppin like a soda can
chill on the sofa man, roll up a couple grams
thinking that your nice, but you my biggest fan
why your girl on my c_ck this ain’t clash of clans
union jack, doc, pharry you don’t stand a chance
[chorus]
not a kid but i’ll let you beat it like michael
lean in my stummy got me sleepy like nyquil
comin’ down now but i still feel high still
ain’t dropped a track since i came outta high school
back in the stu’, back with the crew
fat ass too b_tch you already knew
big stacks too, think fast, spit facts
if feds out the front then we dip out the back
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